Tag vol3.2

That Other life

  From the moment she got up in the morning, the headache started. It was now days, perhaps months, since she had realized that her head ached incessantly. At first she tried to ignore it. Then she made do with…

The Offspring

  Pitambar Mahajan was sitting in front of his house. His shoes were covered with a thick layer of mud, but he did not remove them. He looked at them with pride, he and the Gossain of the Satra were…

Asaadi

  Bab Yelap had been extremely busy since early morning. He’d finish one chore and start on another at once, yet his work didn’t seem to get done. He’d woken up early that morning and without waiting even to wash…

An Auspicious day

  It was impossible to get home on time that day. Crowds on the streets, police vans rushing to and fro, food stalls and shops on fire, the fire engine’s siren rising and falling, everywhere the sound of running feet.…

Writing a Biography

Evening. It was nearing five. Finishing her tea, Tarabai got up, pressing a painful knee with one hand. She stood gazing out of the window. The long sloping road was crowded with buses and cars. The noise of the traffic…

Atmaja

  Ma left us today. A while ago she entered the mouth of the electric stove. Burning. Rapidly getting erased from the world. I still can’t believe it. When I left for office in the morning, everything was okay. As…

The Untouchable God

  How prim and proper were our beginnings when unclothed and unmindful, men could roam freely! How secure and generous was the age when without shelter, society and civilisation, man lived innocent at heart — a complete denizen of the…

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